Damn, who would know the answer to such a nonsensical question? Li Fei was just about to use Mind Reading to get some information, but who would've thought that the little girl turned and started chatting with Ye Li, the two of them giggling, seemingly waiting to see him make a joke of himself.
The classmates saw the situation and immediately began to chatter.
"Looks like the teacher doesn't know the answer, huh?"
"Didn't expect this time we got a dud."
Amidst the uproar, Li Fei casually said a name: "Ziyan."
"Wrong!" Shi Qiaoqiao was quick to refute.
"Then tell us, what's the name?"
"Ziyan's mother is called Zhao Xianglu."
"Why?"
"You're really too dumb, because there's a poem that proves it, 'The sun shines on the incense burner, producing purple smoke.'" The Little Witch stuck out her pink tongue deliberately, making a face.
Only then did Li Fei have a sudden realization; the other side had posed a twisty joke-like clever question.
